Yuan Qingling gritted her teeth and endured a period of pain before bandaging Man'er's wounds. There was no time to delay. The water had already come up and the ship was sinking.
Man'er was seriously injured and almost fainted, but the pain kept her awake. When she saw the water coming up, she took Yuan Qingling's hand and said with difficulty: "Princess, if you jump down holding the wood, there will be a past
A ship will rescue you."
Yuan Qingling tried to help her up and said urgently: "Man'er, do you still have the strength? There is a life raft here. Put the life raft into the water and we can escape."
Man'er's eyes filled with a glimmer of life. She climbed a step and tried to stand up. However, she couldn't hold herself up at all. After several attempts, she fell heavily to the ground, which only aggravated the injury.
Yuan Qingling knew that she had reached her limit and could no longer help her put out the life raft.
She gritted her teeth and stood up, holding the dagger and walked over with difficulty. The water under her feet was already flooded, reaching her bare feet. She took two staggering steps and was hit by a wave. The wave was not high and only hit her knees.
Yes, she had a wound on her foot. She couldn't resist the slapping and fell down.
She had never felt such despair in her heart. She didn't want to die. She was still pregnant with the child and she wanted to see the child born.
She gritted her teeth and tried to crawl forward. The cold water soaked her body, chilling her bones. She was shaking all over, and her messy hair obscured her sight. The lifeboat was right in front of her, within her reach, but she was nowhere to be found.
She had the strength to flip up the life raft? She couldn't even cut the cables that tied the life raft.
In my ears, I heard Chu Mingcui's sharp and frightened cry, "I don't want to die, please save me, please save me."
Yuan Qingling turned around and saw Chu Mingcui staggering towards her. Her face was covered in blood, like an evil ghost.
She threw herself at Yuan Qingling's feet, dragged Yuan Qingling's feet, and pulled hard, "Don't leave me, take me away, Yuan Qingling, take me away..."
Yuan Qingling kicked her hard, trying to push her away, but Chu Mingcui had a strong desire to live and held her tightly. Even if Yuan Qingling kicked her in the face, she would not let go, her eyes filled with fear.
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Yuan Qingling was exhausted by her entanglement and lay heavily on the deck, watching helplessly as the lifeboat was right in front of her but could not be used.
Her whole body felt cold and painful, and her heart felt cold and frightened. The fishy smell of the river filled her nose, making her feel nauseated.
Man'er crawled over on her elbows and punched Chu Mingcui on the head with all her strength. Chu Mingcui was in pain, but instead asked her to crawl forward a little harder and pressed her body on Yuan Qingling's legs.
Yuan Qingling's calf was injured, and the pressure caused her whole body to tremble, and the pain radiated to every pore in her body like lightning.
Pain is also strength.
She roared angrily, bent her uninjured leg and kicked Chu Mingcui's shoulder hard. She used the force to slide forward, raised the dagger in her hand, and struck the cable of the lifeboat.
This knife went down and cut off most of it. Yuan Qingling saw hope, took a deep breath, and continued to cut hard. In the rush, his movements were inevitably a little awry, and the dagger kept slipping. It took a lot of effort.
The tiger's strength finally cut the cable.
She pushed the life raft forward, but with her current strength, how could she push it so easily?
The hull of the boat made a roaring sound, and the river rose rapidly. There was a buzzing in her ears, as if all the noise in the world was rushing towards her.
She knew that once the ship sank, both she and Man'er would be dragged down, and they would never recover.
She turned back, splashed the water, propped up her elbows and shouted back to Man'er: "Man'er, you can't die here, get up and help me!"
Man'er was already exhausted, and her eyes were filled with waves of dizziness and darkness. However, Yuan Qingling's words filled her ears. She opened her eyes suddenly, roared, stood up, and rushed over to collect the life raft.
The whole life raft was overturned and pushed to the side, and the life raft slid out completely.
Yuan Qingling kicked Chu Mingcui away, struggled to stand up, supported Man'er, and staggered onto the life raft. Seeing this, Chu Mingcui also stumbled over and jumped into the life raft.
The three people have no strength at all, but the boat is sinking, and if they don't row away as soon as possible, the life raft will be sucked in.
In order to survive, Chu Mingcui lay on the side and paddled hard, with the same direction and force, so that the lifeboat could sail away from the water-absorbing range of the big ship.
Yuan Qingling lay down in the life raft and watched the boat sink slowly. Eventually, a huge vortex was formed that absorbed the surrounding garbage branches.
Man'er was seriously injured and had passed out.
Chu Mingcui gasped for air. Suddenly, she stood up and rushed towards Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling was lying on her stomach, and she was not prepared for her sudden attack.
"Yuan Qingling, go to hell!" Chu Mingcui let out a roar, with a ferocious face, and pressed his hands on Yuan Qingling's neck like ghost claws.
Her whole body was in a state of madness, and the few bloodstains were like faults on the ground, oozing with reddish blood, and it was indescribably terrifying and ferocious.
Yuan Qingling had exhausted all the strength in her body and could not move at all. Her breath quickly disappeared in her chest and was pulled away. Her head felt dizzy, and there were countless black vortexes spinning in front of her eyes.
A hidden weapon penetrated Chu Mingcui's lower abdomen.
Blood spurted out, and she half-knelt down, slowly looking down at the spurting blood, reaching out to touch it, and then covering it with her hands in panic.
A figure fell from the sky and landed on the lifeboat.
The corners of his green robe were rolled up, as if the god of death were coming. His whole body was filled with anger and coldness, and his handsome face was almost twisted with hatred and pain.
Yuan Qingling saw him and breathed a long sigh of relief. The pain in her chest slowly eased as air was injected into her. Darkness swept over her and she slowly closed her eyes.
His cold and slender fingers touched Yuan Qingling's face, and he hugged her with one hand.
Seeing that she was covered with injuries and almost dead, Yu Wenhao wanted to cut the woman in front of him into pieces.
He watched with cold eyes as Chu Mingcui slowly fell down, and he said gloomily and coldly: "Chu Mingcui, if you don't die today, I will settle this account with you."
Chu Mingcui fell on the life raft and looked at him infatuatedly, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. She raised her head with difficulty and wanted to look at him carefully, but she said with regret: "It's a pity, I... still kill him."
Can't touch her."
She smiled coldly, with such despair that tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the scarlet color at the corners of her mouth also turned...
Yu Wenhao wanted to kill her directly, but the breath of the person in his arms was already very weak.
The big ship came and parked next to the life raft.
Xu Yi and Gu Si quickly skimmed the water, while Yu Wenhao hugged Yuan Qingling and flew over using Qinggong.
On the boat, King Sun, King Wei and the masked ghost guards were all there.
Man'er and Chu Mingcui were also transferred over. Chu Mingcui's breath had gradually dissipated, but she was panting hard, looking for Yu Wenhao's figure with empty eyes, and murmured: "Brother Hao, save me, save me...
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Guiyingwei brought medicine with him, because Chu Mingcui was a member of the Chu family, so Guiyingwei gave her medicine to treat her injuries first, and left her breathless for Chu Shoufu to take care of.